Ruins Of The Apparatus (Live at Revolver 2015.1.29)

Banyan From The South (Live at Revolver 2015.1.29)

Migration

Anomie

Vicious the language they speak
are pushing us; wall against
Fiercely, mercilessly
collectives divided

Our existence in this world; is constant foreignness
Abandoned! A cave so humble wherein we lived;
and crawled, and dreamed adrift, are ceded.

Retreat! The flowers are dying.
Oh nothingness! It’s easier to not see.

Now we have no soul, and lost the sea
They’re still here. Eternal drudgery.
Rich Saint, our saviour why is it?
The damnation of the weak

We should leave
now or never
We should leave
now or never

Migration (Demo)

Album Release: 2016.05.07

Eyes of the beholder
Instruments of violence
Total panopticon
Fear of punishment

Enshrouded vision, clouded perception
We were ruled in illusion
Drowned in the waters of contrition
We were slaved in perdition

Beneath the crimson sky we fight  
We pray in the spray, we strike  
Gas of tear, gas of dread  
Discipline of state, of batons we bear.  

But empire will fall, the fort will crumble  
In ruins of apparatus, ignited our hope  
Revolt, people! Struggle for morrow!  
Glow, glow, sweet furore, set fire to the darkest shadow! 

Swirrl

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